Tacenda

Lying Through Her Teeth

There once was a girl
Who had a habit of lying through her teeth

For years her jaw stayed firmly shut
As she valiantly defied the boiling temptation in her gut
But the devil on her shoulder tightened his grip
And convinced her smirk to open just enough for white lies to slip

As falsehoods snuck from her sickly sweet grin
Her jaw fought to carry the weight of each accumulating sin
To deliver every fib, her flickering tongue would race
Sliding between her teeth's thin space

More deceit was needed to cover her tracks
One lie after another, she corrupted the facts
Forcing her lips to climb up her face
The cheshire smile grew apace

She fed stories to any naive sap
And so, between her choppers grew the gap
As her lies took flight
Spread farther and farther were her pearly whites

No use in admitting her bluff
No confession would be enough
The transformation had begun
And the damage already done

With each piece of fiction she told
A cheek or nose was sold
Soon the place her head once sat
Was replaced with a mouth that could spew lies in two seconds flat

What started as a thin sneer had lost all recognizable shape
Her entire face was lost inside her mouth's cavernous gape
As one last lie, swallowed her now regretful eyes
She became her lies